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Jan 2013
I can’t breathe;

           it’s as if someone is sitting on my chest—

                       shortness of breath.

Excruciating pain;

           it’s spiraling from deep within my bones

           all the way to my brain.

Nervousness;

            I’m so anxious I can’t even think straight—

                                           anxiety.

Faith;

             though I’m in an overwhelming state,

             I believe I’ve got just enough faith

                            to move this mountain.
Nathaniel Munson
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Nathaniel Munson  Texas
(Texas)   
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